I Want Something

Day dreams of woven silk
I want something….

I open the fridge
There is cheese, ham, pickles, yogurt, butter, jam, apples, lettuce, grapes, lemons, chocolate, wine…
No. That’s not it.

I open the pantry
Coffee, infusions, teas from India, China and the south seas.
Cookies, crackers, canned peas, ketchup, mustards, pasta of all shapes, rice, basmati and long, curry, pesto and tomato sauce…
No, not that.

I open the garden gate
Roses and daisies say hello, the bougainvillea waves, the rosemary smiles and the lavender nods. The grass lies down, the fern perks up, an out of breath lantana manages a whisper, and a camellia gives me a bloom and promises more…
No. Not quite.

I look to the sky
Daydreams of curly sheep and downy blankets, of woven silks and flannel ball gowns float by. I fly with gulls, complain with mourning doves, cringe at the squabbles of magpies, look for the sun while I am up there, but only find his shadow…
No, that’s not it either.

Perhaps music
I listen to Fats find his thrills, Paul say let it be, Melanie ask is she prettier than me, Joe rasp you are so beautiful. Then Lenny sings so long Marianne, Dusty cries a Brel song and Grieg’s morning rises…
No. Not that. I’ll cry too.

I want
a taste of something sweet and salty like kisses after tears.
A something that soothes without coddling, something to make bitter medicine go down…

I search
all day into the night, empty cupboards and drawers, handbags, suitcases, and pockets, look in between cushions and under the bed…
No. None.
Not a trace of golden, chuckling butterscotch anywhere.

image stolen from oftheharvest.com

image stolen from oftheharvest.com

About emmylgant

Cloud watcher and dreamer sometimes wise, often foolish, but I am what I am.
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32 Responses to I Want Something

  1. makagutu says:

    would a hug do you good?
    I laughed at image stolen 😛


  2. Suzanne Richmond says:

    Ha Ha! love it!


  3. john zande says:

    AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Butterscotch!!! Do you have any idea how long i’ve been trying to remember that word? Years. It was the one sweet we were allowed in our family, but only on road trips… and I loved them. Of course, I forgot the name. But now I’ve found it. Thank you, my friend!

    And that was a brilliant piece. The tempo and flow was as perfect as perfect can be.

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  4. Katalina4 says:

    Ahhh, the riches along the way to the tangy treat… Do you really have flowers right now? My ears almost fell off my head and clattered to the sidewalk this morning it was so cold…
    Very fun piece – lively and restless and impatient as a child.


    • emmylgant says:

      Hi Kat!
      Yes I do! Everything I mentioned is blooming and mimosas are starting to put out their fuzzy yellow buttons.
      We have not reached freezing temps so far and probably won’t.
      Lucky me.
      Restless and impatient… yeah that’s about right. Like a child is not that far off either!!
      I’m glad you enjoyed this little piece.
      But please cover your ears and stay warm. Hugs


  5. themodernidiot says:

    haha dude this was so clever and fabulous. dinner at your place.


  6. Sometimes there are no words.
    Only sounds.
    Only a presence.
    And only love.


  7. arjaybe says:

    Butterscotch!?! The answer to life, the universe and everything is butterscotch? No wonder my mother loves her Werthers.

    I love your playlist, though. That Cocker tune is on my wake playlist.


    • emmylgant says:

      No, the answer to everything is 42. But the answer to what ails me may just be butterscotch. The homemade stuff, not Werthers. I am a snob when it comes to butterscotch. 🙂
      Ooh! You are so beautifuuul… to meeee. What a great way to wake up.


  8. PapaBear says:

    Yes !!!!! A lot of butterscotch on a big dish of ice cream with a touch of chocolate around the edge of it……. Next to a good wine, Butterscotch is a gift of the culinary gods to humanity, Emm. Now I’M hungry for something….. 🙂


  9. Oh, don’t we all know that feeling. We’re all spoilt! May I reblog?


  10. Mike says:

    Ha! I am successfully entertained Emmy – you have my considerable thanks and compliments 😀


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